Baddest

Chapter 22

Two more days , Madison. Just two more. You can hold on a little while longer. Ugh, I'm going to drive myself CRAZY. Colson would be flying in on Saturday morning, and I could not keep myself busy enough to help the time pass. I was aware of every single second that passed me by. I was constantly consumed by the
idea of being able to touch him again.

I just finished a tattoo session with my client, her memorial piece had really come together. I suggested one more session to really make the detailing pop, which she agreed to . I'm the last one in the shop tonight , usually Leo would never allow this but my coworker had a family emergency so I told him to go. I'd be fine, not my first rodeo here at night.

I turn out the lights on my way to the door. Once Im outside, I lock the bolt , check around the building and head to my car. It's oddly quiet tonight , the city seems to be a little too calm for my liking. It has me on edge,
actually it's really creepy. I press the button to unlock my car and just as I go to grab the doors handle, I'm grabbed and roughly shoved up against the car. I go to
scream when a hand quickly smothers my attempts. I look to see the face of whoever has decided I'm a target tonight, just to recognize them instantly. Kyle.

"Shut up, Maddie!" He rushes and removes his hand from my mouth. "We need to fucking talk."

I shove him off of me. " You asshole! What the hell were you thinking? Just grab me in the fucking middle of the night like that and I'll instantly just know it's you? You scared the hell out of me." I raise my voice slightly.

He throws his hands up in the air and develops a tone of annoyance. "Ive been trying to get a hold of you for the last week and a half. You've been too busy chasing dick like some whore. Not my fault I have to sneak
around like a fucking rat to get a hold of you. "

I roll my eyes. he's so fucking stupid. "What
do you want? And do not touch me again."

"You need to stop fucking with that douche bag. It's time to stop all these fucking games and drop the act. You've had your fun. You need to stop acting like a child and work this shit out with me." He talks down to me like I'm stupid, and I have always hated that.

I poke my finger against his chest and raise my voice a bit more. "You listen to me, Kyle. This is not an act, this is not a game. Colson is my boyfriend, and even if he wasn't, I would never come home to you. Ever. The days of being under your thumb are over. My days of fake smiles and non existent orgasms are in the fucking past. If you don't leave me the fuck alone, colson is going to pop the fuck off on you. Don't think he won't!"

Kyles eyes turn dark, even in the nights dim lighting I can see his face turning red with anger. "I ain't scared of that fucking loser. Never have been. If you think- ."

"Excuse me, is there a problem here?" A police officer who had luckily been patrolling the area has pulled over and calls out from his window.

I look to Kyle, then the officer." Actually, yes. I'd like to leave if you could just tell this man to move away from me so I can open my door."

The officer looks at Kyle . "Do I need to get out of this car, son ?"

Kyle shakes his head. "No , Sir."

He backs away and I slide into my car, locking the door immediately. I fasten my seatbelt and turn the engine over. My hands are shaking from the adrenaline racing through my body. I carefully pull out of the parking lot and begin my drive home.

Who the hell did Kyle think he was? Showing up at my work and scaring the hell out of me in the dark like that. Why cant he get it through his head that we are over. We are done. Wait; and what did he mean by he's never been scared of colson ? I shake my head
now completely puzzled by this. How do they even
know each other?